Bout A Million Chords & Lyrics Artist: Pop Smoke

Capo: 3rd fret

INTRO
Am F F E 2x
 
 
CHORUS
                                    Am
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
F
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
   E                         Am
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
       F                                 E
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
 
 
VERSE 1
      Am                            F
Look, run down (Run down), tag 'em (Tag 'em)
 
I give 'em twenty if he catch 'em (Catch 'em)
 
.44 (.44), blast him (Blast him)
E
Hit 'em up, then I'm dashin' (Baow)
    Am
I'm poppin' (Poppin'), I'm flashy (Flashy)
    F
The bitches love me 'cause I'm catchy (Catchy)
 
Bad bitch (Bad bitch), sassy (Sassy)
                         E
She got that fire like a dragon (Dragon)
   Am
Look, big body, Wagon (Huh)
   F
I remember I ain't have it (Huh)
 
Twenty-one, I'm a savage (I'm a savage)
   E
I got twenty-one in the carats (Carats)
       Am
Throwin' bullets (Bullets)
         F
Throwin' bullets like I'm Madden
                             E
Leave that nigga in a casket
 
 
CHORUS
                                    Am
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
F
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
   E                         Am
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
       F                                 E
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
                                    Am
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
F
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
   E                         Am
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
       F
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
                    E                      Am
For all my niggas, for all my niggas, baow
 
 
VERSE 2
            F                             E
Bitch, blitz, Crips, fast, drop, rest the blocks
         Am                F
We still steppin', we still stretch shit
                      E
What's on me? a FN, a FN, a F&N
Am                               F
Took my bitch up out the Taurus, put her in a Benz
                                      E
That bitch there ain't worth a quarter, I fuck with tens
Am                                F
Right after she said, "I couldn't", I fucked again
                                  E
Earrings on me look like boogers, bitch, I'm worth some M's
 
 
VERSE 3
Am            F
21, bang, do whatever for the gang (On God)
                                       E
Nudy gon' pop out with that stick and I know that he won't say a name (Ssh)
 Am                                       F
Buddy got put in a box, he came to the wrong hood looking for fame (Pussy)
                                        E
Ain't no secret, big 4L's, them fuckboys know what I claim (Pussy)
 Am
Richard Mille, copped without a show-box (21)
F
Four-five, make you do the hold up (21)
 
Pop Smoke, gun smoke, same thang (Same thang)
E
I'm on the block slangin' cold cuts (Cut)
        Am
Say you got a body, nigga, so what? (21)
F
Terrorize shit, we got a whole bunch (Bitch)
 
None of my opps ain't on nothing (Pussy)
    E
Broke ass bitches got one gun (21, 21)
Am
She get so wet and she slippery (Slippery)
F
She screamin' and yellin', "Put dick in me" (21)
 
Most of these jewelers is sick of me (21)
E
Savage spend money ridiculously (On God)
Am
I ain't with all of the bickery (Straight up)
F
They disappear, I know trickery (Straight up)
 
He made a diss and it tickle me (On God)
E
I don't let bullshit get to me (21)
Am                              F
Switches on the Glocks, rest in piss to all my opps (21)
                                E
We treat beef like albums, nigga, all that shit get dropped (On God)
Am                                F                                  E
I ain't got no brain, I spent your budget on my watch (Pussy, 21)
 
 
CHORUS
                                    Am
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
F
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
     E                        Am
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Made a quarter)
       F                                          E
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood (On God)
                                    Am
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
F
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
      E                      Am
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
       F                                 E
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood